1. If reading a physical book, how do you mark the place at which you stop reading?/
I don’t. I usually just try to remember where I was when closing the book (sometimes noting the page number in my mind); then on return I flip through pages until I find the right place.
2. What’s your favourite statue?
Ocean Atlas
3. When were you last on a bus?
3 days ago on the crosstown bus
4. Do you use a manual or electric toothbrush?
Manual – always a Reach toothbrush, and I change to a new one every month or so.
5. What is the scariest/most disturbing/oddest dream you had?
A dream I had recently, actually – because it was so real. I was driving in the dream with my nieces en route to a hotel in Vietnam. As we drove into an underground garage, my nieces told me that it was required by Vietnamese law that you keep a badger (!) in your room as a protection against Covid (?). I was anxious about this because I was afraid to be alone in my hotel room with a badger all week, lol. I took my baggage out of the trunk and walked ahead of my nieces (who were still chatting by the car). I turned around to realize I was far ahead of the girls, so I stopped and put my luggage down – then saw a male figure in a beige raincoat walking toward me. As he came closer, I realized it was my father. I exclaimed that I couldn’t believe he was really there – but he was completely mute and couldn’t respond. He just kept looking at me with a sad, wistful look on his face as if he was about to cry. Then he cupped both his palms together and raised them to my face – holding a large key ring with many sparkling golden keys on it. He was offering these keys to me for some reason, and I sort of understood that the keys were for a special vehicle somewhere in the garage, but I wasn’t sure. And he couldn’t tell me, and looked very sad about it. At that point, I woke up. The dream was very disturbing to me because my father’s presence in it was so palpable, it felt like it had actually occurred.
6. Looking out your window now, what can you see?
Other apartments and terraces, courtyard of my building complex with redwood tables and umbrellas, Adirondack chairs, trees and shrubs, and a sliver of the East River with occasional boats going by.